A/N Sorry for the delay I've had to work and pack as I'm going back to Uni
at the weekend.
"There perfect." Trish said as they finished hanging the painting.
"The perfect place. Thank you Trish, it is beautiful." Mac said admiring it.
"Antonio is doing one from the current staff photo of all the JAG officers for the Admiral. It should be finished in another couple of months."
"That's a wonderful idea Trish. He'll love it."
"Sarah, sit down for a minute there's something I want to talk to you about."
"What is it Trish?" Mac asked sitting down on the couch.
"This is very personal but I'd like an answer. Are you in love with my son?"
"Yes." Mac admitted.
"You know he loves you too."
"I know." Mac said with a small smile.
"Have you ever talked about it? I know Harm is any good about talking about his feeling but."
"Trish. Ummm Harm and I talk this all through last weekend. There's something about that tree house. We're taking things slowly, neither of us want to screw this up."
"Sarah that's wonderful." Trish pulled her into a hug. "I'm so happy for you both."
"Coffee's ready." Harm said carrying in a tray. "What did I miss?"
"I told her." Mac simply replied.
"About what?" Harm asked.
"Us."
"Oh. Mom, look I'm sorry I didn't tell you we just wanted to keep it quiet until things were more settled and we knew where this way going."
"It's okay Harm, I understand. I'm just so happy that you're finally trying to work this out. Who else knows?"
"Only the Admiral and possibly Grandma Sarah." Harm said sitting on the edge of the couch.
"Can I tell Frank he'll be so happy for you?" Trish asked.
"You can tell Frank, but no one else. We want to keep this away from JAG. So we're trying act as normal, so far Harriet hasn't picked up anything and we're hoping that we can keep it that way for while."
"I promise not to tell anyone apart from Frank. Now, coffee." She said as Harm handed her a cup. "Thank you."
"So who are you meeting tomorrow?" Harm asked as he sipped his coffee.
"A new artist, her name is Medina Lowestell, what I've seen of her work it's quite incredible. You should bring Sarah out to La Jolla to see gallery, actually Sarah you should come without my son. I know some great shoe shops."
Mac couldn't help but laugh and look at Harm. He smiled and remembered the conversation about what Mac wanted out a life, a good man, a great career and comfortable shoes lots and lots of them.
"Sorry did I say something funny?" Trish asked.
"Sorry Trish, I just remembered a conversation I had with Harm about shoes among other things."
"You had a conversation with Harm about shoes?" Trish asked confused.
"She wants lots and lots of comfortable shoes." Harm replied.
"What woman doesn't? I've seen the shoes the Marines make you wear they can't be all that comfortable when you're on your feet in court all day."
"You get used to them. They're worse trying to carryout a court martial on board an aircraft carrier in slightly stormy weather. I'm a Marine I'm not supposed to have sea legs."
"At least you don't sea sick like you do air sick."
"Harm, I can control my air sickness unless you're the one flying the plane. Things have a tendency to go wrong."
"Maybe you're my bad luck charm in the air." He teased and winked at her.
"Harmon from all the tales I've heard from Tom Boone and AJ you manage to get yourself into trouble just as much when she isn't there. You manage to get in trouble a lot and she has to rescue your six."
"We rescue each other." Mac said before Harm could get a word out. "Besides it makes for some fun memories. He's the only person I know who could shoot a gun in an open court room and get away with it unscathed."
"That was a long time ago. Can we forget it, Miss Marine who ducks."?
"Like I told you at the time Harm, Marines don't take they take cover." The phone rang. "Excuse me a second." Mac got up and went to answer it.
"She's good for you." Trish said as Harm moved to sit in the seat Mac had vacated.
"Yeah she is." Harm agreed.
"Chloe." They heard Mac exclaim. "No Harm's Mom is in town so I had them over for dinner. Yeah they're still here.. You sure?" Mac asked. "Harm, Chloe wants to say hi." Mac handed him the phone."
"Hey Chloe." Harm said taking the phone. After a few minutes he handed over the phone back to Mac.
"I'll be in the other room." She said taking the phone into the kitchen.
"Chloe?" Trish questioned.
"Mac's little sister." Harm supplied.
"I didn't think she had any brothers or sisters."
"She doesn't. Mac is a member of the Big Sisters program. Chloe's her little sister, but she moved away with her Dad a few years ago but she and Mac still keep in contact."
"That's nice. I should probably leave soon, I was up early this morning for my flight and I'm tired."
"Sure. Wait until she's off the phone and we'll go."
"You can stay, I can take a cab back to my hotel."
"No, I'll drive you." Harm insisted.
"Harm it's fine, you're not my little boy anymore as much as I'd like you to be. You can stay here if you want."
"Like Mac said we're taking things slowly. We're not there yet. I'll drive you back to the hotel and then I'll go home. How about we meet for breakfast before your meeting?"
"I'd like that. Invite Sarah too."
"Yes Mom." Harm replied with a smile.
"There perfect." Trish said as they finished hanging the painting.
"The perfect place. Thank you Trish, it is beautiful." Mac said admiring it.
"Antonio is doing one from the current staff photo of all the JAG officers for the Admiral. It should be finished in another couple of months."
"That's a wonderful idea Trish. He'll love it."
"Sarah, sit down for a minute there's something I want to talk to you about."
"What is it Trish?" Mac asked sitting down on the couch.
"This is very personal but I'd like an answer. Are you in love with my son?"
"Yes." Mac admitted.
"You know he loves you too."
"I know." Mac said with a small smile.
"Have you ever talked about it? I know Harm is any good about talking about his feeling but."
"Trish. Ummm Harm and I talk this all through last weekend. There's something about that tree house. We're taking things slowly, neither of us want to screw this up."
"Sarah that's wonderful." Trish pulled her into a hug. "I'm so happy for you both."
"Coffee's ready." Harm said carrying in a tray. "What did I miss?"
"I told her." Mac simply replied.
"About what?" Harm asked.
"Us."
"Oh. Mom, look I'm sorry I didn't tell you we just wanted to keep it quiet until things were more settled and we knew where this way going."
"It's okay Harm, I understand. I'm just so happy that you're finally trying to work this out. Who else knows?"
"Only the Admiral and possibly Grandma Sarah." Harm said sitting on the edge of the couch.
"Can I tell Frank he'll be so happy for you?" Trish asked.
"You can tell Frank, but no one else. We want to keep this away from JAG. So we're trying act as normal, so far Harriet hasn't picked up anything and we're hoping that we can keep it that way for while."
"I promise not to tell anyone apart from Frank. Now, coffee." She said as Harm handed her a cup. "Thank you."
"So who are you meeting tomorrow?" Harm asked as he sipped his coffee.
"A new artist, her name is Medina Lowestell, what I've seen of her work it's quite incredible. You should bring Sarah out to La Jolla to see gallery, actually Sarah you should come without my son. I know some great shoe shops."
Mac couldn't help but laugh and look at Harm. He smiled and remembered the conversation about what Mac wanted out a life, a good man, a great career and comfortable shoes lots and lots of them.
"Sorry did I say something funny?" Trish asked.
"Sorry Trish, I just remembered a conversation I had with Harm about shoes among other things."
"You had a conversation with Harm about shoes?" Trish asked confused.
"She wants lots and lots of comfortable shoes." Harm replied.
"What woman doesn't? I've seen the shoes the Marines make you wear they can't be all that comfortable when you're on your feet in court all day."
"You get used to them. They're worse trying to carryout a court martial on board an aircraft carrier in slightly stormy weather. I'm a Marine I'm not supposed to have sea legs."
"At least you don't sea sick like you do air sick."
"Harm, I can control my air sickness unless you're the one flying the plane. Things have a tendency to go wrong."
"Maybe you're my bad luck charm in the air." He teased and winked at her.
"Harmon from all the tales I've heard from Tom Boone and AJ you manage to get yourself into trouble just as much when she isn't there. You manage to get in trouble a lot and she has to rescue your six."
"We rescue each other." Mac said before Harm could get a word out. "Besides it makes for some fun memories. He's the only person I know who could shoot a gun in an open court room and get away with it unscathed."
"That was a long time ago. Can we forget it, Miss Marine who ducks."?
"Like I told you at the time Harm, Marines don't take they take cover." The phone rang. "Excuse me a second." Mac got up and went to answer it.
"She's good for you." Trish said as Harm moved to sit in the seat Mac had vacated.
"Yeah she is." Harm agreed.
"Chloe." They heard Mac exclaim. "No Harm's Mom is in town so I had them over for dinner. Yeah they're still here.. You sure?" Mac asked. "Harm, Chloe wants to say hi." Mac handed him the phone."
"Hey Chloe." Harm said taking the phone. After a few minutes he handed over the phone back to Mac.
"I'll be in the other room." She said taking the phone into the kitchen.
"Chloe?" Trish questioned.
"Mac's little sister." Harm supplied.
"I didn't think she had any brothers or sisters."
"She doesn't. Mac is a member of the Big Sisters program. Chloe's her little sister, but she moved away with her Dad a few years ago but she and Mac still keep in contact."
"That's nice. I should probably leave soon, I was up early this morning for my flight and I'm tired."
"Sure. Wait until she's off the phone and we'll go."
"You can stay, I can take a cab back to my hotel."
"No, I'll drive you." Harm insisted.
"Harm it's fine, you're not my little boy anymore as much as I'd like you to be. You can stay here if you want."
"Like Mac said we're taking things slowly. We're not there yet. I'll drive you back to the hotel and then I'll go home. How about we meet for breakfast before your meeting?"
"I'd like that. Invite Sarah too."
"Yes Mom." Harm replied with a smile.